Two beings stand on either side of a pedestal in one of the alcoves of the Great Archives of the Jedi Temple. One is small and green, with red hair pulled back into tight braids. The other is a tall and matronly human woman, hands folded into the sleeves of her ceremonial robes. Both are Jedi Masters, and both are very old.

"How can I assist you, Master Vera-Kin?" Jocasta Nu asks the diminutive Jedi as she studies the pedestal. Upon it is seated a small solid black triangle. Looking at it too long makes Vera-Kin uncomfortable.

"Yes, Master Nu," Vera-Kin says, pulling her gaze from the triangle. "I have some... questions, regarding visitors to the Archive."

"We have many visitors, Master Vera," Jocasta Nu states. "The entirety of the Jedi Order is able to access information here in the Archives."

"I am curious about one in particular," Vera-Kin says. "My old student, Nume Rand. Is he a frequent visitor?"

"Why yes, Master Rand is here often," Nu says. "He is rather fond of our historical pieces and works concerning galactic diplomacy. He incessantly asks when we are receiving new material and is quite helpful around the Archives."

"I see," Vera-Kin says. "Have you noticed any trends in his research?"

"He does have a fascination with galactic conflicts. Such things do not interest me, I'm afraid."

"Which conflicts?"

"Our conflicts with the Sith," Jocasta Nu says. She frowns. "Is there a problem, Master Vera?"

Welcome to "Gunrunner," an episode of the Retrospection games. As an episode of this series, “The Fall” will be a very personal plotline, exploring events involving the player’s character. Going off of Ushgarak’s ever-popular Star Wars roleplaying game, these mini-episodes occur in game-play’s past. In this case, we will address the career of a certain Jedi Master- Nume Rand.

Rand is a successful Jedi Master, if somewhat unorthodox. He is a talented swordsman and powerful in the Force and in the process of training a Jedi Padawan- Foghren. But somehow, this is not enough for Rand. The Galaxy is full of dark secrets that no Jedi should learn. Rand can keenly hear the mysteries of the Dark Side calling to him. And he is starting to listen...

The time period is set in 34 BBY- two years before the events of The Phantom Menace. Despite the Council finding issues with some of his actions, Master Rand is still a talented diplomat. After a short hiatus, Rand is being put on an assignment...

Foghren has insisted that you come to the scenic Temple courtyard today- the courtyard where Padawans often gather to perform practice duels. With wooden benches and exotic plants, you are unsure why such a serene location has become the hot spot for exchanging lightsaber blows.

You don't particularly care for its serenity. You once did. Things have changed.

Foghren is a strapping young lad on the verge of Knighthood. Your bond with him is very strong, even for a Master and his Padawan. Even so, with how things are presently, it is feeling strained. Foghren is ready for the Trials. You are not so sure you want him to try them. Not just yet.

A few students his age have gathered around. Normally you would not attend, but these practice duels have a habit of drawing out one student you have interest in- Rianna Xi. You eye her on the far side of the group and dwell on her for a moment...

"Are you even listening, Master?" Foghren asks, jabbing you in the side with an elbow.

"What?" Rand says, responding the jab. He had not been entirely focused lately, spending much of his time in the Archives reading late into the night and not sleeping much after. And then his distraction with Rianna just now...

"That depends on who you choose as opponents," Rand says, not entirely interested in the show of strength. He has tried to train Foghren to be more open to the Force and improve his talent in using it... but so far he has only taken up Rand's skill with a blade and little else.

"For example, if you were to take on someone of Rianna's calibre, a single student may be challenge enough. But the weaker they are, the more you can handle on your own."

"Pfft, I won't duel Rianna," Foghren says. "She makes me look bad if I'm not at my best! Can't have me being beaten by a girl, now, can you?

"You're right, though. I'm pretty certain that I can handle any three of those here today. May the Force be with me, then."

Foghren steps up and ignites his lightsaber, the blue blade shimmering in the daylight. It takes a moment for three adversaries to be found. The three he chooses prepare themselves for his onslaught, only to be surprised when he offers them the first move. They come at him and the duel begins!

You do not feel as though you are alone in standing aside from the group. Someone has joined you- the clack of a wooden cane on stone gives it away.

Despite having hoped to forge Foghren into an astounding diplomat, Rand is nonetheless impressed by his student's swordplay. He is only distracted from it when he senses someone approach. Someone powerful.

"Master Yoda!" Rand says, though hushed as not to draw attention to the Grandmaster. "It is an honor that you grace us with your presence. To what do I owe this honor?"

Foghren blocks an overhead slash by holding his blade horizontal above him and keeping his legs bent to absorb the blow. He then angles his blade and shunts into the opponent, sending him sprawling into one of the duelists and causing the other's attack to get caught on the first's wild blade.

"Proud warriors, they are," Yoda says. You do not need Jedi senses to read his disapproval.

"Not the Jedi way, pride is," Yoda says. "Forgotten too easily, that is. Even our Masters, forget they do. Pride can become hubris and risk the path to the Dark Side. Great power lies in humility."

Foghren is sparring neatly with the three Jedi coming at him now, his blade touching each of theirs in turns as they try to force him into the middle of their gang. He stays on the back-step, moving closer to one of the walls of the courtyard...

Rand resists the urge to assist his Padawan, knowing that his intervention would be uncalled for and that Foghren can likely fend for himself. Were it an actual fight, Rand would not be against flinging away one of his opponents to even the odds.

"I suppose that is true," Rand says, grudgingly. "One should not mistake confidence for pride, however. If the Jedi were entirely humble, we would not have our position as protectors of the Republic. There has to be some amount of pride in that."

As Foghren is backed up against the wall, the three Jedi students raise their lightsabers to him. A gesture that requests his surrender. You have trained him never to do that. He promptly turns about face and runs up the wall, performing a flip over and behind the Jedi students. They turn about to face him, but he has already kicked one aside with a heel to the hip. He crosses swords with the other two.

"Correct, you are," Yoda says. "I come bearing news for you, Master Rand. The Council has need of your talents."

While the kicked duelist recovers his breath, Foghren spars easily against the other two as they come at him from the left and right. Exhibiting a knack for quick tactical changes, Foghren employs a power blow to knock the Jedi on his right back, before whirling around and using a dexterous twirl to spin the lightsaber from the other's hand. As the weapon clatters away, Foghren performs a spinning kick to take that Jedi out of the running... but runs into trouble when the Jedi slows his kick with the Force and catches his leg beneath his armpit, trapping him.

Foghren falls on his back, his foot still trapped in the grip of the duelist, while the other two descend on him with their blades over their heads.

"Willing to give you a chance, the Council is," Yoda says. "Hope that you learned the error of your last mission, we do."

The blows rain down on Foghren. He blocks each in turn, desperate to avoid receiving a hit that would qualify as a victory for the other team. Things change when he suddenly kicks out the legs of the Jedi holding his foot with the other. Regaining his feet, Foghren comes and slashes one duelist across the leg.

"Two to go," Foghren mumbles to himself as the third Jedi limps out of the fight.

That was your mission to Glee Anselm. Rand showed some tendencies there that alarmed the Council, despite his rationalizations for why he did the things he did. Not strictly evil things. Just worrying for a Jedi Master to be doing.

If I'm being vague, it is because it may be a potential game for Rand.

"Illegal arms trade is happening on the Rim of civilized space," Yoda says. "Equipping terrorists for acts against the Republic, someone is. Find and stop them, you must."

Foghren trades a series of blows with the two remaining duelists. It seems almost deadlocked, with neither side giving ground, until Foghren pulls off a powerful attack that knocks back the Jedi to his right. The other Jedi steps in to capitalize on Foghren's focus being off of him... but he underestimates Foghren's speed, and is rather surprised when your student locks blades with him and proceeds to twist the weapon out of his grip. Foghren holds his lightsaber to his throat, prompting surrender before the last Jedi can step back into the fight.